A hidden portal. An ancient dragon. A pendant that chose me.
The pendant was a gift. The world it opened was not.
There's a door in the library that wasn't there yesterday.
It shimmers. It hums. It smells like somewhere impossible.
I should walk away.
I don't.
On the other side, the grass sings. The flowers watch me pass. And something in the shadows knows my name.
The only way home is forward - across a bridge made from the bones of every creature who tried before me, through a darkness that devours light, and past a dragon who hasn't let a single soul pass in centuries.
The pendant is glowing brighter.
I hope it knows something I don't.
Then I hear it. A whimper. Faint. Desperate. Somewhere deep in the dark.
I'm not alone in here.
Book Two of The Luminara Chronicles.